I spent a good part of this late afternoon bonding with the mountain. Taking pictures, watching her change in the clouds and the light.
The sun eventually went down and I was on my way back to my room to wash up for dinner when I came across a man I met yesterday. We started chatting about all kinds of things… it eventually came back to my age and marital status. He’s just 3 years younger than me. He’s educated, speaks 3 languages and is circumcised (this information he volunteered, I didn’t ask). As our dialogue continued he told me of the Maasai traditions around weddings and everything that was involved. As with most weddings, it ends up being quite a celebration with many families and villages involved. He would need permission from my parents, and we could be engaged for a long time, if necessary.
The only hitch is, is that I’d have to be the 2nd wife. As politely as possible, I explained that I was more 1st wife material… and that I wouldn’t be able to bear him any children. I think the children threw him off more than anything else, but he’s a modern kind of guy and I think is willing to negotiate. I’ll keep you all posted.